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I slept like a baby from like 12:00 to 2:30, and then I woke up suddenly and for no reason. And now cannot get back to sleep. I dunno why. I tried everything: counting sheep (I got up to 216 before my mind started wandering...), counting sheep in French (I got up to soixante-dix-neuf before I realized that counting sheep is pretty dumb unless they have rocket launchers or something, and thinking about sheep with rocket launchers made my mind wander all over again), thinking about boring things (Golf, Macintoshes)... I still couldn't sleep. So I decided it was time to write a blog. Mmm blog. No one will probably read this, that's ok.
*~*~*Story #1*~*~*
Once upon a time there was a girl named Alli who was a geek. She had a bunch of friends online, like Tal, SuperWolfman, EatTheRats, WC, and Phoenix (hmm... I just realized I don't really talk to girls much...). One day, one of her friends quit going to a certain website that they were both staff on and met each other through. After that day, he refused to talk to her at all and kept blocking her for some dumb reason, even though she didn't say anything mean to him. Alli was very, very sad and didn't understand why he was being a donkey. And she still doesn't. The end.
What a dreadful story. Time for another.
*~*~*Story #2*~*~*
A few days later, Alli realized her feelings were broken because one of her friends has become a totally different person than he was a while ago, and now it's like she barely knows him at all. This is most probably her own fault, though. The end.
At least that one was short...
*~*~*Story 3*~*~*
SuperWolfman is the Will to my Grace, despite the fact that he is not homosexual.
The end.
*~*~*Story 4*~*~*
Once upon a time, the evil people at General Mills took the watermelon pieces out of Trix. Alli was not happy with this at all. The end.
*~*~*Story 5*~*~*
Long ago (or Tuesday), Alli realized she could not host chats because her name on IRC had gotten unregistered somehow and she no longer had admin in #dinksmallwood. Further, she realized that only Phoenix could correct this, and he was going to be gone for a while. So she decided she'd just tough it out til both her and Phoenix were back to their lives of being hopeless computer nerds and then she'd host a chat. The end.
*~*~*Story 6(Last one!)*~*~*
Once upon a time, some guy named Bob gave unto Alli some very nice axes on Diablo 2. And she was happy, and it was good. And then almost a year later, she chatted with him on instant messenger and found him to be very nice indeed. And all was good, and maybe now she'll get a new friend to replace the donkey-boy.
That's it for now... and this will very likely be my last visit to the DN for a while, as I head off to visit Tal on the morrow. Farewell, my fellow dinkers. If I come back and the network has begun to decay into nothingness and all that's left is some tumbleweed and a few n00bs asking each other dumb questions, I shall be very upset.
Oh, and remember: pointless blogs are all fun and games until redink1 hits you with a spatula.
*~*~*Story #1*~*~*
Once upon a time there was a girl named Alli who was a geek. She had a bunch of friends online, like Tal, SuperWolfman, EatTheRats, WC, and Phoenix (hmm... I just realized I don't really talk to girls much...). One day, one of her friends quit going to a certain website that they were both staff on and met each other through. After that day, he refused to talk to her at all and kept blocking her for some dumb reason, even though she didn't say anything mean to him. Alli was very, very sad and didn't understand why he was being a donkey. And she still doesn't. The end.
What a dreadful story. Time for another.
*~*~*Story #2*~*~*
A few days later, Alli realized her feelings were broken because one of her friends has become a totally different person than he was a while ago, and now it's like she barely knows him at all. This is most probably her own fault, though. The end.
At least that one was short...
*~*~*Story 3*~*~*
SuperWolfman is the Will to my Grace, despite the fact that he is not homosexual.
The end.*~*~*Story 4*~*~*
Once upon a time, the evil people at General Mills took the watermelon pieces out of Trix. Alli was not happy with this at all. The end.
*~*~*Story 5*~*~*
Long ago (or Tuesday), Alli realized she could not host chats because her name on IRC had gotten unregistered somehow and she no longer had admin in #dinksmallwood. Further, she realized that only Phoenix could correct this, and he was going to be gone for a while. So she decided she'd just tough it out til both her and Phoenix were back to their lives of being hopeless computer nerds and then she'd host a chat. The end.
*~*~*Story 6(Last one!)*~*~*
Once upon a time, some guy named Bob gave unto Alli some very nice axes on Diablo 2. And she was happy, and it was good. And then almost a year later, she chatted with him on instant messenger and found him to be very nice indeed. And all was good, and maybe now she'll get a new friend to replace the donkey-boy.
That's it for now... and this will very likely be my last visit to the DN for a while, as I head off to visit Tal on the morrow. Farewell, my fellow dinkers. If I come back and the network has begun to decay into nothingness and all that's left is some tumbleweed and a few n00bs asking each other dumb questions, I shall be very upset.
Oh, and remember: pointless blogs are all fun and games until redink1 hits you with a spatula.
